Chapter 1

It was a beautiful day at the Smoky mountains. The birds are singing and all the animals are doing their morning business. In a cabin near the top of one of the mountains someone is about to have an awakening.

*Beep* *beep* *beep* *CRASH*

"Ugh, what time is it?" Ask someone from under their covers. When they looked the alarm clock was broke, but still readable. The clock read 7:00 a.m.

"Well, it's time for a shower," they said to themselves. After they took a shower they looked in the mirror. It showed a 21 year old 6'11" man. He has dark skin, short ginger hair, silver eyes, and a good looking face with sharp features. He had a muscular build. It looked like he worked his entire life to get the compact, rock hard, but still big muscles. If you looked close enough you could see that his body was covered in scars that looked to be years old.

After he got dry, he put on his work clothes. Which consisted of a one piece school computer technician uniform. Yes this man was a computer technician at a school, more specifically a high school. As he was walking out to his car, he was preparing for his day that would most likely give him a headache.

It took him 30 minutes to get to the school. When he got there he started to clean his area in the computer maintenance room, his office. The reason that he would have a headache is mostly because of teenagers doing stupid things on their computer that result in multiple harmful viruses to infect the computer.

Luckily, he brought his favorite game, TRON: Evolution. He loved this game because of how it is based in a world that is in a computer's coding. His favorite character is Abraxas. Even though he hates dealing with viruses, he liked Abraxas. The reason that he liked Abraxas is that he was a nice person once, but another programmes greed for power led to the corruption of Abraxas' data and turned him into the most dangerous virus that there has ever been.

As his day went by, one of his favorite students came up to him to talk. This student was Branden. He was a good kid that had straight A's. He has white skin and was and average height of 5'10". He was wearing a short sleeved shirt with a hoodie that had the word 'king' on the front with a crown on top of the 'k'. "Hi, Erran. Did you hear about the comicon that is going on this weekend?"

"No, I didn't. Why?" the now named Erran said to his friend.

"I got a map of how it is going to be set up so that I would know where all the booths that I wanted to visit would be, but that was when I saw a booth on the map that was labeled 'TRON merchandise' and I thought that you would be interested." Branden said to Erran with the map in his hands that he showed to Erran to prove his point.

"Ok, I'm interested. The problem is that I don't have the money for the entrance fee." Erran said with a disappointed look on his face. He was really hoping to get some abraxas merchandise if they had any.

"Hey, I know what you could do. This comicon decided that people, that had a legitimately good cosplay, could get in for free." said Branden with a thoughtful look on his face as he remembered reading that on one of the banners for the comicon. Erran looked at Branden with a grateful look. 'After school I'm going to make the best Abraxas costume that I can, and then I'm going to see if I can get into that comicon,' Erran thought to himself and he went back to work.

When Erran got home he went straight to work on his costume. After several hours of work he finally got it done (it looks like the picture, but without the identity disk).

"There we go now I am ready," Erran said to himself as he looked at himself in the mirror. he took off the costume and put it away until it was time for comicon. As Erran was walking to his room he took a calendar and marked the date of the comicon which would be on Saturday, April 11. Erran then went to bed and had dreams about all the Abraxas merchandise that he was going to get.

*time skip to day of comicon*

We now see Erran in front of the comicon building in his costume and was looking at all the people that were around him. Then he spotted the entrance where he could show off his costume. When he got there the volunteers looked at his costume and then let him in without any kind of fee. "Yes" Erron said to himself as he got into the comicon. After walking for a good part of and hour or two he found the booth that was selling the TRON merchandise. As he walked up to the booth a yellow light cought his attention from another booth and he went to investigate. When Erran got there, what he saw amazed him. Right there in front of him was a perfect replica of Abraxas' identity disk. that was the one thing that was missing from his costume.

Not only that but it looked so real too, almost too real. That didn't stop Erran thought. He walked up to the person that look like 'the merchant' from Resident Evil. After a little staring contest that Erran lost, he walked over to the identity disk and inspected it even more closely just to make sure that it was as good as it looked from a little distance away.

"How much for the identity disk?" Erran asked the seller as he was holding the disk.

"Normally it would be $800, but since you have such an amazing cosplay of the character that the identity disk belongs to I'll drop the price down to $400." the merchant said to Erran. Erran gave it a little thought and decided to look through his wallet to see how much money he had on him. After a few minutes Erran found out that he had $450.

"I'll buy it." Erran said to the merchant. After that encounter Erran enjoyed another hour of looking around the comicon. when Erran got home it was 10:00 p.m. and he went to bed. After a few hours Erran started to feel a little dizzy and fell onto his bed and was asleep before he hit his pillow. What Erran didn't know was that as he was sleeping, he was slowly being transported into a new world, with a new look and new ablities.

Author's Note

Hi, guys. This is Abraxas virus here. this is my first fimfiction ever so I don't know how it is going to turn out. If you have any ideas to tell me and constructive criticism I'll be more than glad to read what you have to say. wish me luck.